Friday, 10 August 2007
Internet dating the never ending story.
Yesterday I checked on the internet dating site and am happy to report that I was contacted by three men. One is ten years older than me, (not beyond reason) and lives in Halifax, the other was over ten years older than me and lives in Calgary and the last one was over twenty, that's right, twenty years older than me and lives in Hamilton! These guys aren't even close to living near where I live, I might as well be dating one of those Russian sailors on that sub that is claiming the North Pole for Russia! And twenty years older, that is almost the same age as my mother! Gross! It just makes me think of Catherine Zeta Jones and that shrivelled up Michael Douglas and I want to gag! I don't I see myself like her. But him, he insisted on using his own body in his nude scenes in Basic Instinct and I have to say that I am still traumatized by the memory of his saggy, wrinkled ass, thirty feet big on the movie screen. See I am superficial. Wait, I forgot, yesterday I did get contacted by a younger guy. He is in South Carolina and wants me to join him on the web cam! Gross for different reasons.
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Is is Lavalife? Maybe we need to explore more high-end dating services for you -- I think there are some out there.
Isn't there one online dating site that lists people from nearby where you live? At least I've heard it advertised on the radio (but of course I can't remember the name, maybe match.com??)
so...how old are you? this is a really tough issue because sometimes you do meet someone who is outside those age parameters we sometimes set for ourselves and it works out...good luck!
I swear I just had the exact same conversation with my friend last night. She was actually matched up with a 69 year old. I think internet dating is best done in spurts as it is very difficult to work up the energy and excitment it takes to meet a complete stranger. It is bloody impossible to think about someone older than your father as a potential mate.
Unless he's a multi-millionaire, I am going to have trouble sleeping with a man whose balls are sagging to such an extent that I will hear them slapping against my thighs while we're banging.
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